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October 20, 2009Y

Hello World. :)

Hello fellow earthlings who live in your mother called Earth that I forgot to visit and tell my fascinating stories. again. I.AM.BACK. woohoo! and Yes, yes, i know you've missed mee..mmmy posts. xD Even I do. :D

hahah, I really love my backgruond music! x) Doesn't it just rock your socks off? (me: more like rocking a baby to sleep. -.-) so, I've been busy these days--the reason why i didn't update this thing--because of the usual, school works and practices for our upcoming concert in our church. yes, concert. and yes, church. :)

since I don't know what to post here, I'll just tell you what I did this day. Prepare your eyes to be bored from reading, unless you really like my post and thinks that it's so cool.

Friday. Last day to punish myself from all my wrongdoings. school. What have I done to you, Oh world, to do such a thing to me like this? I never threw anything on you, did I? oh wait. I did. When I threw a candy wrapper on the floor. but that's because there were no trashcans there! and that was only once! atleast, that's what I remember. So I woke up early in the morning, and it was all because of my alarm clock with the ringtone "Rooster Remix" (which is a pretty cool ringtone. too bad you won't be able to hear it. ): ). As usual, I didn't get up. and sometimes when I think of that, why do people set up alarm clocks if they don't even get up when it alarmed? I mean, they only get up because they want to turn off that freakin` alarm, and after that, they'd go to bed again. Hahah. funneh people.

So anyway, moving on with that getting-up part, I got up. And to my surprise, I got up early. around 6am I think. I usually wake up 6:30 or even 6:50am and hurry again because I slept late last night. our school classes begins 7:30am starting with the first period, RHGP. or sometimes, homeroom. whatever our adviser likes. So I groomed myself and hurried to the car after petting Xy (~Saaii), short for xylophone, because he (or she) always meow during nights. (even though he doesn't do it anymore.) He's a cat by the way. a kitten rather. '^^ then I went to school. (by the way, Xy's eyes rocks! here:

In the chamber of horrors, I felt nervous. I always feel nervous. Dunnoe why. As usual, Classes started, dance practices being danced during breaks or free time but ends up not completing any single step, eating, moving, breathing, making noises, being scolded by the teacher for doing, then noises stop for minutes and Carbon Dioxide fills the air again.

Practice for the field demo. I wasn't in the mood. ofcourse, who would be NOT in the mood for being the only person different in the group of other people who are...the..same? I wasn't quite happy about it. Nope, not one bit. Well, I was kind of because I still have my friends there. Last year's micans to be particular. I was happy, but not as happy as other malachians being together in one group. While practice, I just stared at them then my train of thoughts came chooing down the trails. I couldn't help but to ride in. The train stopped at a station called I-don't-wann-to-mention section then I woke up to reality and realized I was in the wrong station. Wrong station indeed. no offense guys, masaya parin aq sainyu. :)

After classes, we went near the hele room to practice for the teacher's day. Our song is "Sugar" by Flo Rida ft. Wynter. I made most of the steps together with Jessa's idea about the bridge (I like that part. :) Well, not that I'm boasting or anything, I just want to share it. When we were practicing the 1st verse, one girl butted in her way through the boys and took her position which WAS NOT her position just to be beside her BEST FRIEND (yes, BESTFRIEND), causing the cool flow of the dance to ruin. Because of her action, she was angered by many. srsly, she was. And when she did that awful mistake, she laughed! just why the heck would she laugh when all of us were seriously serious?! seriously, I'd like to see her be embarrassed infront of the class. Iw as really pissed off. Geez louise. 8-l SARAP UPAKAN EH. matamaan ang matamaan aa.

by the way, she's not the only one who was burned by my boiling point of water, there was this OTHER girl too. Napaka-feeling nea. I mean, yeah, they (she and our boy classmate) are friends but they're not close. she feels like they're best friends already, and she feels like she's one of HIS special friends. PFFT, as if you're going to be anyone's special friend. They don't even have history with each other! they were JUST classmates. and it will stay that way. I swear, they will never become close.

but that's not the end of it...

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